Poetry This body of mind.

[MellowYellow09]

The life stays the same.
No matter the person I am.
Or was.
I have this body.
And it went through all of what I remember.
I take pity on it.
On myself.
But why?
Because what I went through was not okay.
And I know that now.
So I won't make the same mistakes as the others made.

 

[MellowYellow09]

My mind races.
Everywhere.
And nowhere.
All at once.
I feel like I’m here.
In the world.
Alive.
I feel so distant.
So far away.
I have music playing.
I have things to do.
It’s just my mind.
My mind is here.
My mind is gone.
My mind hurts.
I hurt.

 

[MellowYellow09]

It's so interesting.
This mind of mine.
I can feel down.
Up.
Low.
High.
In just a matte if seconds.
It's fun so see from a far.
But not so much up close.
As I've said.
My mind hurts.
But oh well.
Have to get on with life.

But that's also strange.
Dealin with it.
Understanding it.
Realizing it.

It's funny in the end.
The way it makes me feel.
Happy.
Scared.
Annoyed.
Mad.
All of it.
I find it funny that my brain does this.
Honestly.
Cause if I can laugh at myself.
Why laugh at anything?
Ha ha!